The Missing Husband Returned (End)

The shielding drugs sold in the store are a real rip-off. These drugs do exist, but they can cause different side effects depending on the host.

It is not recommended for frequent use, especially for those with weak constitutions.

Xue Ci was being tortured to the point of almost losing her mind.

His body's sensitivity was amplified several times over; even the slightest movement of air could cause him to tremble violently.

What's more, there are rough corn husks, rough skin, and rough, large hands.

The butcher stared intently at the boy.

He obediently waited at home for a whole day.

As evening approached, Song Liu came to find Xue Ci and casually asked if the corn had been harvested. He then slung a bamboo basket over his shoulder and went to the cornfield.

Until it got dark.

He hadn't finished harvesting; his attention was still on the village entrance.

There are hardly any people in the village at night, so any car that drives in will attract attention.

He followed the car, and soon it stopped in front of Xue Ci's house.

A group of people came out. A Hui knew they were up to no good, so he went back to the village entrance to wait for Xue Ci.

Finally, the Lu Family's car arrived.

He Xue Ci into the cornfield.

Thankfully, we're safe now.

Ke Xue Ci's body felt very hot, both fragrant and burning.

His clothes were wrinkled from his unruly movements, and his fingers kept rubbing his collar, as if he was so hot he couldn't breathe.

But it seemed impossible to unbutton it.

He saw that Xue Ci was so anxious she was about to cry, her half-closed eyes were moist, and she kept moving around in his lap.

The butcher didn't know what the surging heat that had started earlier was, he just felt that Xue Ci seemed to be in a lot of pain.

It's hot.

He reached out and used his warmer fingers to help unbutton Xue Ci's shirt.

The butcher, who deals with livestock year-round, is very strong. Even though he tried to restrain himself, he still tore Xue Ci's shirt.

The button flew into the air, bounced onto the corn, and then fell onto the hard ground.

"A Hui... I... I'm a little thirsty..." Xue Ci said haltingly, her chest already exposed, her lips opening and closing, exuding a rich and intense fragrance.

It smells so good...

The butcher's muscles tensed up.

The corn stalks were packed tightly together, making it difficult to breathe; the space was already cramped.

A Hui walked and broke off two trees so that the foliage couldn't touch Xue Ci.

Under the moonlight, he could see Xue Ci's face. Her eyes were not clear; they looked at him with a hazy, bewildered expression, filled with a lot of moisture.

The man was like a primitive species that hadn't evolved; he didn't understand what was wrong with Xue Ci, nor did he know how to flirt.

He was driven by the most fundamental idea in his mind.

He took off his clothes and put them on the ground so that Xue Ci wouldn't get dusty.

However, Xue Ci was still very dirty.

The cornfield was filled with a soft, fragrant aroma.

Until the horizon in the distance began to turn white.

The veins on the butcher's forehead hadn't completely faded yet. He wrapped Xue Ci tightly in his remaining clothes, which were splattered with an unknown amount of liquid, and carried her home with a satisfied expression.

He didn't go back to Xue Ci's house, fearing that those people were still lurking nearby, so he took the person back to his own home.

A Hui, a bachelor, only had one bed at home. After returning, he immediately boiled water for Xue Ci to take a bath.

He changed into his cleanest and newest clothes.

However, Xue Ci couldn't fit into his pants at all, and in the end, she could only wear a very loose long-sleeved shirt, the hem of which hung all the way up to her thighs.

It concealed her translucent, radiant skin.

Xue Ci seemed to be dreaming, and her body would occasionally tremble. A Hui was flustered and finally found the most suitable quilt in the house to wrap her up tightly.

Xue Ci's breathing finally became long and even.

She had cried several times; her eyelids were pink, and her eyelashes were moist and curled.

Like a beautiful porcelain doll.

A Hui hadn't slept all night, but he wasn't sleepy at all. He knelt by the bed, his gaze fixed on Xue Ci's face.

He stretched out his finger, his rough knuckles tickled by the thick, curled eyelashes.

The room was quiet.

He held his breath, and a look of satisfaction finally appeared on his usually expressionless face.

Compared to the everyday lives of the villagers, A Hui's life was very simple. He didn't have a thorough understanding of things like marriage, intimacy, and daily life.

However, during the time when Xue Ci had her husband to take care of her, her heart felt empty.

Extremely sour and astringent.

As the sun gradually rose, A Hui quietly closed the curtains and then returned to the bedside.

He took a deep breath and smelled the unique scent that belonged to Xue Ci.

It has been tainted by the smell.

A Hui didn't want the smell to dissipate, but he knew that when Xue Ci woke up and saw how dirty he was, she would be disgusted.

The man reluctantly got up.

I took a quick cold shower in the yard, made breakfast, and washed my dirty clothes.

He couldn't concentrate fully while doing these things; he was constantly on edge, and would rush to check the room at the slightest sound.

I felt relieved when I caught a glimpse of that small bulge on the bed.

*

The Lu Family was in chaos all night.

Fortunately, Lu Xiunan caught those relatives who had committed wrongdoings, and he had enough evidence of their embezzlement to send them to prison for life.

I never expected them to set their sights on Xue Ci.

When the two brothers learned that they planned to kidnap Xue Ci, their faces turned extremely grim, as if their eyes had been ripped out of their sockets.

This group of people had intended to use their years of friendship and relationships to salvage something, but the Lu Family brothers did not give them a chance to plead for mercy.

Looking at the two equally agitated faces opposite them, the group finally realized that their good days were coming to an end.

The two brothers spent half a day at the police station, then left the rest to their lawyer before driving off to Zhou Family Village without stopping.

The door to Xue Ci's house was locked. Lu Xiunan knocked twice impatiently, calling out, "Xue Ci!"

When no one responded, he instinctively walked towards the window, reached his arm through the security bars, and suddenly yanked the curtains off.

He seems to be a repeat offender.

I don't know how many times I've spied here.

Zhao Ying's face darkened as he recalled the footprints he had seen here earlier.

But now was not the time to argue with Lu Xiunan. After confirming that Xue Ci was not at home, the two hurriedly searched the neighborhood again and then went to Song Liu's house to inquire.

Song Liu was completely unaware of what had happened last night and was currently preparing breakfast. "I thought Xue Ci had gone to the city last night and stayed at your house and hadn't come back."

She thought for a moment, "But he might have gone to A Hui's house for breakfast. I went to look for him last night, and A Hui was still waiting for him at home."

Lu Xiunan sneered, not having time to think too much, and rushed to the butcher's house with Zhao Ying.

The wooden door was ajar, and as soon as the two entered, they saw Xue Ci's clothes hanging on the clothesline in the yard.

It's the same shirt and trousers I wore at the Lu Family yesterday.

With a weight lifted from their hearts, the two of them breathed a sigh of relief.

But seeing A Hui's figure felt particularly jarring to them.

Xue Ci was drugged and spent the entire night with the butcher.

What they did is self-evident.

This time, it was the usually composed Zhao Ying who lost his composure, staring coldly at A Hui: "Where is Xiao Ci?"

A Hui pointed to the room and gestured for them to be quiet.

Lu Xiunan ground his back teeth.

Zhao Ying's fists clenched so tightly they cracked.

Both of them were insanely jealous, but knowing that Xue Ci was still resting, they didn't even dare to raise their voices when they argued.

They all went inside.

A Hui also made breakfast for Xue Ci, placed it on the table, and covered it with a plastic sheet.

"Does this bastard really think he's Xue Ci's husband?" Lu Xiunan couldn't hold back any longer, completely disregarding his pride. "What did you do to Xue Ci? Don't you know Xue Ci has already agreed to register our marriage? How dare you interfere in someone else's relationship?"

When they criticize others, they never think about what they themselves have done.

Lu Xiunan was afraid of waking Xue Ci, who was still resting in the room, so he lowered his voice by eight octaves. He lost his fighting spirit and found it even more ridiculous.

Of course, Zhao Ying, standing to the side, couldn't laugh; his voice was as cold as iron, and his face was gloomy.

When did Xiao Ci agree to get a marriage certificate with you?

Lu Xiunan had almost forgotten that Zhao Ying was Xue Ci's ex-husband. He showed no remorse whatsoever, stating matter-of-factly, "It was the last time, the day I was stabbed."

"Xiao Ci said she'll take wedding photos once I'm better."

Zhao Ying never expected his own brother to be so shameless. "Don't force him."

We like each other.

Lu Xiunan's words made Zhao Ying unable to hold back any longer. He clenched his fist and punched the man's deep-set eyes with a muffled thud.

Lu Xiunan took a solid punch and was about to retaliate when the door creaked open.

All eyes turned to the spot where the dilapidated wooden door was ajar, and half a head peeked out.

Upon seeing so many people, Xue Ci looked surprised. As if she had thought of something, she paused for a few seconds and then retreated a little into the room.

"Xue Ci!"

"Xiao Ci!"

The two finally saw Xue Ci and rushed towards her, with A Hui silently following behind.

Xue Ci curled his toes in embarrassment. The clothes he was wearing belonged to A Hui, and he was wearing nothing but a cloth shirt, his clothes hanging loosely on him.

He could feel the brothers' gazes fixed on him.

"Why are you here...?"

As soon as she finished speaking, Xue Ci felt Lu Xiunan walking towards her and immediately took a step back. "Don't come in yet, I'm not dressed properly."

Xue Ci wasn't ashamed of being disheveled, after all, they used to shower in public bathhouses during college.

But everyone in the bathhouse was taking a shower and taking off their clothes.

The situation is quite different from what it is now.

Xue Ci's fingers, stained pink from pushing open the door, forced a calm expression. "Are you here to tell me about the guys who chased me last night?"

Lu Xiunan nodded, but Xue Ci interrupted him before he could say anything.

"Can you let me get dressed first?"

Her voice had a soft, nasal quality.

Lu Xiunan couldn't look away and nodded with an "Mm".

Zhao Ying's expression gradually darkened.

Xue Ci is his wife, and she only wears his clothes, but now she is enveloped in the aura of another man.

Her lips were bright red, and her philtrum was glistening and plump.

That's the look you get when something is sucked hard.

What happened last night is self-evident.

The twin brothers' bodies stiffened involuntarily, a mixture of pain, jealousy, resentment... a hysterical outburst deep within their hearts.

Pain wove a web, their gazes fixed on Xue Ci like those of wild beasts, yet they couldn't gain even a glance from her.

He could only fantasize about tearing Xue Ci's only rough and simple gray cloth shirt to shreds, revealing the swollen patches on her beautiful skin, and then frantically biting, sucking, and devouring it.

To recapture the scent of Xue Ci and make it your own again.

It's like the most primal wild animals vying for the right to mate.

However, in reality, they could only watch helplessly as the tall, clumsy butcher walked up to Xue Ci Xue Ci and looked for her trousers.

The butcher found a brand new pair of trousers, and used strips of cloth to tie Xue Ci's waist, rolling up the trouser legs several times.

Xue Ci came out wearing ill-fitting clothes, which made her waist look even thinner.

His nose twitched slightly in the air.

The two brothers realized that Xue Ci still hungry, so they didn't rush to say anything and told Xue Ci to wash up and eat breakfast first.

The steamed egg custard made by the butcher was very smooth. Xue Ci ate until she was about 70% full before asking them what had happened last night.

Lu Xiunan explained the situation and asked if he was injured.

Xue Ci her head.

The butcher's trousers were made of rough fabric, which rubbed against his thighs, where they had been worn the night before.

uncomfortable...

My eyes gradually filled with mist.

The two stared at him, but didn't ask any further questions.

They didn't need to ask to know how Xue Ci had been treated last night.

They dared not think about it, and then stared grimly at the butcher who was still brushing Xue Ci's shoes in the yard.

For the next few days, they dared not leave and stayed at Xue Ci's house every day. In addition, the Lu Family also came over once and began to persuade them to reconcile. Xue Ci was besieged and almost couldn't resist.

The progress bar neither increased nor decreased.

Xue Ci was questioned by the two brothers. Lu Xiunan asked him when they were going to get their marriage certificate, while Zhao Ying said that the furniture factory was about to open and asked if they could remarry.

Xue Ci's head was throbbing from all the annoyance.

We need to think of a solution.

Make them unable to find themselves.

*

Lu Xiunan and Zhao Ying remained deadlocked, and the two brothers became bitter enemies, but the Lu Family was completely unaware of this.

While busy with their careers, the two also tried to curry favor with Xue Ci Xue Ci. Until one day, when they went to her house, the door was locked.

After a frantic search, Song Liu finally told them that Xue Ci had returned to her hometown.

The two asked each other for the address and drove for more than ten hours, only to find the house empty and Xue Ci nowhere to be seen.

Xue Ci simply disappeared.

On the other side, Xue Ci was eating roasted sweet potatoes prepared by the butcher.

It's roasted over a wood fire, and the taste is much better than steaming or boiling it in a pot.

The sweet potato was covered in a layer of honey juice, fragrant, soft, and creamy. The butcher peeled off the thin skin with his large, kind hands, wrapped it in oiled paper, and handed it to Xue Ci.

It was cold, so the hunting cabins on the mountain relied on fires for warmth.

The whole room was warm and cozy.

After Xue Ci eating, a little bit of food remained on his cheek, and the butcher naturally wiped it off for him.

Xue Ci: "Are they still coming?"

The butcher shook his head.

Xue Ci breathed a sigh of relief.

Sure enough, the progress bar started rising again.

He told Song Liu he was going back to his hometown, but instead hid in the small wooden house on the mountain where A Hui used to live.

The log cabin looked simple, but Xue Ci liked it very much.

A Hui cleared away the weeds at the entrance and planted roses and impatiens.

A Hui also caught a wild rabbit, fenced it off on the other side, and made a clay pot nest for it.

Xue Ci's daily pleasure is feeding rabbits.

No one bothered him. A Hui would come over to keep him company after he finished his business at the butcher shop. He would just do things without saying a word. It was as if Xue Ci had taken a vacation and became a homebody in the cabin.

Time flies.

As winter approached, another layer of blankets was added.

One day, Xue Ci, who was still sleeping, felt a nudge. She opened her eyes and saw that A Hui had placed Little Snowman in his hand.

Xue Ci's eyes immediately lit up. "Is it snowing?"

I opened the door, and the outside world was already covered in a blanket of snow.

Xue Ci felt very lucky to have seen snow in two consecutive worlds.

The lush vegetation in the mountains was now covered by heavy snow.

Xue Ci moved the rabbit hutch home and, together with A Hui, made a Snowman at the door.

His cheeks were red, and the tip of his nose was also red. He was wrapped in a scarf so that only half of his face was visible.

Just by looking at her eyes, you can tell how beautiful she is.

A Hui glanced at it every now and then.

Xue Ci had never mentioned what happened in the cornfield; he even suspected that Xue Ci confused that day and had completely forgotten it.

But he... wanted to kiss her.

Xue Ci had no idea what the man was thinking. She played in the snow all day, and her shoes and socks were all wet.

A Hui that Xue Ci would catch a cold, Ahui brewed ginger tea and boiled water for him to soak his feet.

The wooden barrel was very high, reaching up to Xue Ci's calves.

The steam from the hot water and the charcoal fire made the cabin exceptionally warm. Xue Ci was only wearing a thin shirt, and her eyes gradually closed up.

His head tilted down little by little.

Seeing that A Hui squatted down, took Xue Ci's feet out of the bucket, and helped wipe them.

Xue Ci had slender ankles, rounded toes, and very white insteps; even her toenails were pink.

A Hui was so engrossed in staring that he subconsciously moved closer.

He held his breath and put his tiny toes in his mouth.

Xue Ci was awakened by the noise of fighting.

He opened his eyes and found himself already in bed, with another person in the room.

As if sensing that he had woken up, the two looked at him.

The person who came to find him was indeed Zhao Ying.

The man spoke in a low voice, looking at him with suppressed, restrained eyes. "... Xiao Ci."

Xue Ci was stunned for a moment, feeling hot from his gaze, and guiltily looked away.

Zhao Ying didn't say anything, but quietly helped him put on his clothes, took his hand, and led him down the mountain.

Xue Ci tried to pull her hand back, but then heard an OOC (Out of Character) sound.

Obediently climbing onto Zhao Ying's broad back, Xue Ci saw that A Hui, who had a bruise on the corner of his mouth, was about to follow, so she immediately waved her hand, signaling him not to come.

Otherwise, they'll start fighting again, and he doesn't want to watch them fight anymore.

A Hui lowered his head and sat dejectedly on the low stool.

*

The mountains are not easy to traverse in the snow.

But Zhao Ying's steps were steady, Xue Ci, riding on his back, returned home without any bumps.

The house is very clean; the walls have been repainted, and the garden in front of the house has been renovated.

Xue Ci was placed on a chair. He thought Zhao Ying would ask him a lot of questions, and he had been struggling to think of how to answer him all the way home. But Zhao Ying didn't ask him anything. As soon as they got home, he helped make the bed and asked him what he wanted to eat.

Xue Ci hesitated, looking at him, not daring to make any requests. "... Anything is fine."

Zhao Ying went to the kitchen.

It was as if nothing had happened between them—no divorce, no running away—and they were still a loving young couple.

Xue Ci thought Zhao Ying wasn't angry, and gradually grew bolder.

We have to sleep in separate rooms at night.

This time, Zhao Ying did not agree.

Instead, she grabbed his ankle and rubbed it back and forth against his toes.

Xue Ci's waist went limp instantly, and she was about to frown and ask him what he was doing.

Then she met the man's direct gaze.

When I found you, A Hui was licking you there.

What?

Xue Ci had already realized she had misheard, and her expression remained blank.

Like an innocent kitten, completely unguarded.

After a moment, as if he had thought of something.

"Don't fight..."

Who wouldn't love such a Xue Ci?

Everyone is trying to destroy his family and covet Xue Ci.

Zhao Ying didn't know who to blame, because there were countless people like A Hui, and the number of stray dogs surrounding Xue Ci would only increase.

But Xue Ci also told him not to fight with anyone in the future.

They were clearly concerned about A Hui's safety.

But they didn't care about him.

He really doesn't love me anymore.

Zhao Ying, like an abandoned stray dog, his dark eyes deep and his tone obscure, asked, "Does Xiao Ci like him?"

"Did he kiss Xiao Ci?"

Xue Ci could sense Zhao Ying's displeasure: "You're saying—"

The rest of the sentence was firmly blocked.

Her thick, raven-feather-like eyelashes trembled incessantly, and before Xue Ci's eyes could clear, they were covered by a suffocating kiss.

It's so sour.

The oral cavity was penetrated directly.

The kiss wasn't long, but it was exceptionally fierce. Xue Ci's chest heaved as she was kissed, and she lay listlessly on the bed.

He thought it was over.

The next moment, my ankle was pulled away by a force.

Xue Ci sobbed, feeling the scalding water splash onto the soles of her feet.

The skin there looked like it had endured some long ordeal; it was pinkish and sticky.

Xue Ci sniffed, unwilling to talk to anyone.

Zhao Ying helped him clean it little by little.

The man's dark eyes were filled with obsession.

"Xiao Ci, never leave me."

Life went on as usual after that, but Zhao Ying no longer reacted as strongly when men came to see Xue Ci. He went to the furniture factory during the day and drove back at night, bringing Xue Ci Xue Ci things every few days and asking her if she wanted to go to the city.

Xue Ci occasionally agreed to his requests.

In short, what should have been a poor ending turned out to be... quite comfortable after the main characters forcefully intervened.

11: [Host, he still seems to consider himself your husband.]

Xue Ci helpless. Zhao Ying had been good to him, so he should reciprocate by being good to him in return.

Can...

He felt a little sorry for Zhao Ying.

Lu Xiunan continued to pursue him relentlessly, but did not do anything excessive.

As the Lunar New Year approaches, families begin preparing ingredients and doing thorough cleaning.

Xue Ci's house was unusually lively, with several men crowding in the main hall, scrambling for the few items.

Zhou Qize was one of the ostracized members—simply because Xue Ci said she liked fair-skinned, young people.

The group started arguing again about who should make the dumplings.

Unable to stop her, Xue Ci hid in her bedroom to clean.

While wiping the table, he glanced at the wooden box and realized he hadn't opened it in a long time.

After finding the key and opening the door, there was a strong smell of wood inside.

Xue Ci thought the room was empty, since everything had been moved during the last move, but she found more than a dozen wood carvings inside.

Some are quite rough, but they gradually take shape and you can clearly see who is being sculpted.

Xue Ci stared at it for a long time.

Finally, he took out the wood carvings one by one and carefully wiped them with a dry cloth.

*

The progress bar has reached 99%.

It was time to do the last task.

Xue Ci didn't know Zhao Ying's furniture factory, so she asked Lu Xiunan to take her there.

Lu Xiunan asked reluctantly, "Do you want to get back together with him?"

Xue Ci didn't answer, but instead said, "If you won't take me, then I'll go find Fu Yun."

They can easily manipulate people.

Lu Xiunan drove them there; Xue Ci had actually brought a gift.

It was the red rope he saw when he last went to town.

It wasn't an ordinary red string; Xue Ci had also bought some luck points from the shop and attached them to the red string.

11 saw him spend points: [Host, we'll be reclaiming this world soon, which will render your luck points useless.]

Xue Ci reassured it, "It's alright."

He will also earn a lot of points.

But... the red ribbon that Zhao Ying always wore was already worn out.

As the sun sets, the furniture factory is working hard to finish orders before the Lunar New Year, presenting a thriving scene.

Xue Ci found the office and gave the box containing the red string to an employee.

The other party certainly recognized Xue Ci; there was a photo of her on the boss's desk—it was incredibly valuable.

He was just about to take Xue Ci see the boss when that slender figure disappeared.

Xue Ci had already left the factory and was heading to see Zhao Ying, following 11's directions.

The man's appearance hadn't changed much, but he looked much more mature, and he was currently instructing workers on how to operate the machinery.

Xue Ci turned away with a sense of relief.

[Host, progress bar 100%].

We can leave now.

Xue Ci was about to say something, the factory started setting off firecrackers to celebrate the New Year, crackling and popping.

He shrank back like a frightened kitten.

Feeling lost and unsure where to hide.

However, soon someone covered his ears from behind and pushed him towards a corner.

Xue Ci caught a glimpse of the red string out of the corner of her eye.

The firecrackers stopped.

Zhao Ying lowered his hand. "Why are you here?"

As if remembering something, her tone was filled with surprise. "Are you here to ask me to remarry you?"

Xue Ci shook her head.

He felt guilty for going back on his promise and cautiously stole glances at the other person.

However, the man did not show any disappointment or anger on his face.

Her dark, bright eyes kept staring at him.

"Aren't you angry?"

"Don't be angry."

"But... why?"

A divorce without cause, unable to fulfill promises.

You should be angry.

Zhao Ying opened his mouth.

However, the sound was blocked by the firecrackers.

Xue Ci did not hear his reply--

"Because you are Xue Ci."

so.

I won't get angry, I won't be disappointed.

I will always be unconditionally loyal to you.

Author's Note:

Hehe, this world is over~~~ In the end, my ex-husband still has the best chance~~~

The next world is filled with honest office workers who get scammed online.

My wife is an honest, straightforward man who works two jobs diligently to support her online romance with a cute, sweet girl. However, she was tricked into meeting him in person, and in a hotel room with the lights off, she was tricked into kissing him and eating sweet drinks.

There shouldn't be any major issues; the seme has a sex addiction and oral sex disorder.